Creeping out <br />They fly away <br />flying now, because now is the day <br />the day of which, the next they'll not see <br />The life of which, theirs will not be <br />Their shadows i see, flowing out <br />In eerie tendrils, thick and slow <br />it takes a while, for them to go <br />I know when they've left, for their eyes can tell all <br />They start to fade, all dull and gray <br />I fear I fear, for that time every day <br />I fear i fear, for that eerie display...<br /><br />Michael Carlson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eerie-display/
